Aesthetic ~ H.L

Chapter 25

• Emily's POV •

I finally thought of the perfect way of telling Harry.

Of course, I took a test and I even bought a few to make sure it was accurate and was actually correct. I'm pregnant!

Harry was sat editing a late birthday video for Simon on his computer when I walked in.

"Harry?" I asked in a baby-like voice.

"Hm?" Harry grunted in reply. Romantic(!)

"Can we please go ice skating tonight." I pleaded like a small child.

"Oh, alright then," Harry said, getting up of of his chair.

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I held onto Harry as my feet beneath me struggled to stay intact with the ice.

"Have you even ice skated before?" Harry said, laughing.

"No! And you can't let me fall," I blurted out in a worried tone.

"What? Why?" Harry then said, getting worried too.

"Because there's a little bun in this oven," I whispered into Harry's ear. His face lit up. Oh, thank god!

Before I knew it, he picked me up and swirled me around before setting me down carefully and letting me take his arm again so I didn't fall.